My old bottle of perfume

Since I was nine

I had a perfume bottle

I kept for those times

When life feels divine


Many years have passed by

Many tears and many smiles

But nothing I could not presume

Nothing that made me decide

To open my bottle of perfume


I have an old perfume bottle


-I have made it clear

For the moments when life seems

Like a most alluring dream


I have an old perfume bottle

That is a witness of my fear

To always be somewhere near

But never simply in the moment, here


The life is already over

And I have seen many things

But an old perfume bottle

Is still full, as it seems.

Annabel Lee(inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's poem( ►


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